...Sighs of Blue Night...
Can I sleep with you
in this dark blue shell
of chilled blue night
as my blue heart swells
its beat drops back
and slows with time
as I sigh in the breeze
of the deep blue night...
The clock stops and sticks
the hands on the three
the middle of the night
and you come to me
you stride across my dreams
as I fall from the sky
as I land in the sea
and the moon is high...
I sleep with you here
with your faceless face
as the earth gently turns
and the stars are like lace
draped over the horizon I tread
between the sighs of the blue night space...
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That is so cool that you picked it based on color...and I love that you sense my soul out loud! THANK YOU, TOO!
Lovely imagery here. Blue is a favorite color, so I picked this one first, but I will read the rest with anticipation. A poet's soul is very much in evidence here. Thanks for the experience.